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Month: February 2007

Carl McCoy has discovered the magic of digital distribution. Over at the Fields of the Nephilim website, he’s offering two tracks off his latest chaos musick masterpiece, Mourning Sun. Well, he’s offering a monumental opus that compresses the howling frustration of “Xiberia” and the luminous paean “Straight To The Light.” A pound fifty gets you the twelve minute rapture. The tracks have been remixed: some of the more arcane noises and layers stripped out, an acoustic opening has been added, some vocal effects have been tweaked in the mix, and more guitar work has been added in places. For as often as I listen to the whole record, this is a rather brilliant distillation of the work that manages to retain all of its majesty and power.

Okay, with the exchange rate, it’s probably closer to $2.50. But he takes Paypal. Twelve minutes! Go, trust me on this. Give Carl some of your pocket change so that he keeps doing this.

(And I love that he added the above picture to the site around the beginning of the new year. It’s an awake face as compared to the slumbering visage on the album cover, a hint that the next stage is about to begin.)

As part of the Urban Drift Weekend Activities, I have managed to vomit out 1200 words. Not quite the pace I was hoping for. 🙂 Ah, well. Off to empty myself of the caffeine that has failed me and to find some more.

Part Two of The Oneiromantic Mosaic of Harry Potemkin is up at Farrago’s Wainscot. Wherein Harry visits a doctor, discovers some of the underlying pharmaceutical conflict, gets lost in the syntax of labyrinths and mazes, shares with us another conversation with Nora (he thinks), and learns more of the mythological foundations of language.

That’s the second dream. Or you can read the first dream again, where you will discover that the context beneath it isn’t the same. Last month, there were seven links off the first dream; now there are ten. As we go, we’ll be linking the new content back into the flow of the old so that you can, really, enter the story at any of the dream points.

I have, apparently, trapped Neal Von Flue, which is nice to see since he’s been toiling behind the scenes doing the art (and this month’s illustration is phenomenal!) and, to some extent, has seen how the magic works.